The pavement's cold and mean
The streetlights are a friend of mine
Between the bottle and the gutter
I'm able to walk a straight line
And in the blur of the highway
In the headlights I'm blind
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
Yeah i drank the rent money
I must have spilled even more
And i think my ribs are busted
From the fight outside the liquor store
With my apologies in order
I'll be pounding on your front door
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
Walk away man
The cobblestones of the city
Feel like tombstones under my feet
Can't tell a cab from a cop car
I'm spilling all over the street
Oh babe i'm feeling rough
Please don't crucify me
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
I got friends in the shadows
And friends back there at the bar
Yeah i guess i hit the bottom
But i love you with a sober heart
And I'd be staggering home to you
No matter how mad you are
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones
And i'm walking home to you
I'm sorry bout' my rattlin' bones